[Dash wasn't really keen on authority himself. But he could respect it. Sort of. Structure had it's place, but he never felt comfortable with it--he preferred to have more freedom. Confining himself to hierarchy didn't sit well with him.]

Yeah. It'll be dangerous, but what's life without a little excitement? Anyway, I don't want to deal with the Guard unless we have to--I don't think people are going to be that keen on us to begin with anyway, that goes double for the Guard. We really don't want to get in their hair, or let them get in ours. We don't want them to think we're theirs. Their authority has nothing to do with us, and we don't have their authority, and all that.

I hear you. I'm sick of sitting on my thumbs too. I'm fed up with playing it safe. [He raised his mug.] Here's a toast Big G, consider yourself signed on. I'll get in touch with you when I've talked to the other candidates, we can have a friendly ol' meeting of the new team and play meet and greet.

I figure everyone should get to know each other, train together, that sorta thing.